Chapter 17 “BITCH, COME again?” Candy almost choked on her drink. Frostine’s eyes widened and shock registered in Heziah’s face. Meanwhile, Jessile stopped sipping her drink and stared at me. I shrugged. “You heard me right. I fucking confessed.” I ate my cheesecake and shifted my gaze on it, not minding their shocked expressions. “Oh, my fucking gosh,” I heard Jessile muttered and put her drink on the table. “And? What did he do after you confessed?” “Swear, if that jerk threw you some hurtful words, we’re gonna—“ “I was the one who left, okay?” I cut Frostine off and stared at them one by one. I swallowed the cheesecake before opening my mouth again to speak, “Well, after I confessed, I told him that we need space.” They all gave me a playful look, making me roll my eyes. Oh, I know what the fuck they are thinking. Heck, these bitches are teasing me again. “Oh, so you two were in a relationship?” Heziah stated playfully and even have the guts to wiggle her b
Chapter 18 “CAN WE talk?” I gulped hard, heart still raging like there’s a hurricane going on inside it. It’s beating faster than normal, and it’s always like this every time I stare at him. My senses are screaming, debating whether to threw myself at him or not because, I admit, I really miss him so goddamn much. One week of not seeing and interacting with each other feels like hell. But I choose to follow my mind instead—and that is to not do what I want. I chose to chanel my superego rather than my ID. I mentally gasped. Oh, that was some psychological shit. We just stared at each other like we’re the only people in this goddamn world. Damn, if only that would turn true, I wonder if there’s a chance he would reciprocate my love. I averted my gaze. To be honest, I don’t know what to say. There’s nothing in my mind right now aside from the fact that my chaotic emotions are making me confused. I can’t pinpoint what I really feel, but the feeling of missing him
Chapter 19 “HOW CAN I move on from you if you still want us to be friends, Jem?” Jeremy’s lips parted like he didn’t expect me to say that. My heart clenched and I quickly averted my gaze so he won’t see the pain in my eyes. I let out a sad smile and sighed. “Being friends with you, while I am still on the process of healing and loving myself, will surely hurt me,” I went on and swallowed the lump in my throat. Jeremy was just staring at me. There was a flash of guilt that passed through his eyes. As I’ve said, I want to choose myself first and heal. And after I heal, maybe we can be friends again. Jeremy looked down, clearly don’t know what to say. I get it that he wants us to be friends again, but what about me? I don’t want to be hurt again. My heart was already bruised enough. “Then, I’ll help you move on.” He looked at me with determination. My eyebrow arched. Woah, is he serious? I crossed my arms and put them on the table, never taking my eyes off him
Chapter 20 “WHAT HAPPENED to you face?” My mother asked the moment I put the plates on the table. Jeremy emerged from the kitchen, bringing the utensils and we looked at each other accidentally. I quickly averted my gaze as I distributed the plates. Fuck. Trying to calm my raging heart, I smiled at my parents. “Nah. It was so hot in the kitchen that’s why.” That’s the only alibi I can manage, silently hoping they will buy it. My parents nodded and turned their attention on the food, making me breathe out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness. “Hella cute.” I shut my eyes tightly when I heard Jeremy’s voice inside my head and just like that, my heart did backflips again and butterflies swarmed in my stomach. Shit. How can two simple words from Jeremy affect me like this? “You look so bothered,” my father told me. My parents are sitting across from me, making me see their expressions. My father’s eyebrows are furrowed and confusion passed through his eyes. My mothe
Chapter 21 TWO DAYS since that shit happened and interacting with Jeremy makes me feel awkward even more. “I love you.” I almost cringed upon hearing those lines from the TV. I am currently watching a romance movie and it’s all about enemies to lovers. Well, those kinds of typical plots. And my attention is not on the movie, but on Jeremy. As always. I don’t know why my mind ain’t tired of thinking about Jeremy and our situation. I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling frustrated upon these things that happened between us, especially the one that happened on Saturday. Goddamn it! I don’t know what to do anymore! And the thing that’s making me confused as hell is that Jeremy doesn’t seem to mind that that happened. He still greets me whenever we see each other, but I think he can sense the awkwardness that I feel. Good. That’s just a proof he has a sense of empathy. I turned the TV off when I fully realized that I am no longer watching the film. My mind is pre
Chapter 22 WHEN I woke up, I was surprised to see myself lying on the mattress. I tried to remember what happened last night. Jeremy went here to eat. I slept on the sofa and. . . My eyes went wide as my eyes shifted to the mattress. I didn’t sleep walk, did I? My fingers trailed along my forehead and cheeks. Heck! That wasn’t a dream? Jeremy kissed me on my forehead and cheeks? And why would he do that? He never kissed me there, unless he’s drunk, of course. I sighed upon remembering what he had said last night. He said he was sorry. Well, as he should. He was giving me a lot of mixed signals and won’t even respect my personal space. The sound of the rain made me look at the window, wet from raindrops. The rain is pouring hard and no sunlight shines through. It’s a little bit dark outside. No wonder why the air is cold. Sitting on the bed, I rubbed my eyes and fixed my hair, combing it with my fingers. He untied my hair last night, huh. He didn’t d
Chapter 23 I RUBBED my eyes when I felt so goddamn sleepy. I want to sleep so bad but I have to work. Today, I checked twenty pets and eight were admitted. Imagine how tired I feel right now. Fuck."You okay, ma'am?" Ashley tapped my shoulder. I just gave her a nod and closed my eyes. Even though I had enough sleep, the things that we're doing today makes me feel so goddamn tired. I just want to bury myself in my comforter and sleep to my heart's content."What time is it, Ash?" I asked her while my eyes are still closed. My head is throbbing and I'm silently hoping for the time to run fast."1:37, ma'am."I almost grunt because of what I heard. Fuck. It's still too early and I want to have a freaking rest already. The feeling of frustration and the urge to sleep suddenly made my chest tighten. Damn, I wanna cry.I closed my eyes tightly and let out an internal scream. Fuck. Why do people have to work to earn money? Can't we just earn money by not doing anything?Letting out a harsh
Chapter 24 WHITE LIGHTS made me close my eyes again. My fingers went to my forehead, gently massaging it as I tried to remember what happened a while ago. I let out a sigh. Yeah, I remember. I lost my consciousness after eating. I opened my eyes and the white ceiling of the hospital greeted me. I am in the hospital where Jeremy works. I'm sure of that. "Hey, how are you?" My heart almost jumped out from my ribcage when someone spoke beside me and I don't need to turn my head to see who it was. I recognize that deep and baritone voice all too well. I looked at Jeremy and my forehead knotted. There was gentleness in his eyes as he stared at me. His face looked calm and peaceful. "Jem?" I tried to sit on the hospital bed. Jeremy handed me an opened bottle of water which I quickly accepted. I drank it and afterwards, gave it back to him. The air feels cold and the hospital is kind of noisy. Not that kind of noise that would hurt your ears, but the kind of noise that people usually
HE’S SERIOUS ABOUT marrying me. That’s the only fact that ran through my mind as we prepared for our wedding. And now, we’re here in a known local boutique to have our fitting. "Good morning, Miss Jannah and Sir Jeremy. This way, please." The lady lead us towards a room where we were greeted by a lot of wedding dresses, making my mouth hung in awe. The room is massive, and each side of the room has a hanger rack on which the dresses were hung. There was a couch in the middle of the room and in front of it is a huge closed platform with double doors. Oh, wow. I turned to Jeremy, and I almost blinked when I caught him staring at me with a small smile on his face, causing my heart to kick. Damn. I shouldn't mind his stares. I cleared my throat. "What about you?" "You first. I want to see you in your wedding dress." "You might fall harder," I joked and smirked at him. Taking a step closer to me, he playfully grinned as his stares became intense. "I already did."A gasp escaped fro
Chapter 32"I ALREADY GOT a wedding coordinator, but they're not available on weekends. Do you have any dates in mind so we can meet them and plan the wedding?" Jeremy wiped my lips with wet wipes and wiped the sweat off my forehead.I just had morning sickness, and Jeremy was there by my side to make me feel better. His warm hand, caressing my back, made me feel better."Are you free by Tuesday?"He threw the wet wipes in the trash can under the sink and I saw him nod his head. "Yeah, sure. I'll clear my schedule. This is a lot more important." He stood up straight and smiled gently at me.I bit my lip as his words sent butterflies flying at the pit of my stomach. The way he said it sounds like our parents hadn't set us up, and that it's our decision to get married.I couldn't do anything but nod as my gaze moved towards his messy hair. I lifted my right hand to fix it, and as I did, he was just staring at me.I didn't mind him.When I was done, I was about to put my hand down when h
MARRIAGE. WAIT, what? Are they serious?Jeremy and I looked at each other. His expression is just calm and composed as if what his mother said didn't bother him. What the hell? He should be bothered! It's his freedom that's on the line! I angled my face towards him, making sure that his parents couldn't see my expression, and widened my eyes at him, silently telling him to protest. But he didn't even budge. "Jeremy! It's your freedom! Do you want to be tied to me even if you still aren't sure about your feelings for me?" I said in a low voice, just enough for him to hear. His eyes are still fixed on his parents as if he didn't hear anything from me.I jumped from my seat when something warm enveloped my hand and when I looked at it, I saw Jeremy's hand wrapped around mine, his thumb softly caressing the back of my palm. My forehead knotted. And? What is the meaning of this?"Sure."A gasp escaped from my lips when I heard what he said to his parents. Is he fucking serious?! This is
SOMETIMES, THE way time flies too freaking fast makes me wonder how the universe spins. I can't believe it's already a month since we found out that I am pregnant. Our baby is already growing inside me, and I know the time will come when our parents will know about this. At that thought, shivers ran down my spine. What will their reaction be? We haven't told them yet, and Jeremy and I haven't talked about telling them. Now, I wonder. When will we tell them? I want to tell them as soon as possible."What's the matter?" I felt him kiss the side of my forehead. We are watching a Netflix series, but no matter how hard I try to focus my attention on what we are watching, my mind always goes back to our parents. It kind of bothered me that we still haven't told them about our situation until now. It's been a month.I let out a sigh. "When are we gonna tell our parents?" I looked at him. He was staring at me, and I couldn't name the emotions in his eyes. He was caressing my hair as if think
Chapter 29 JEREMY SETTING my picture as his wallpaper is something I didn't expect, but I guess I have to expect the unexpected whenever I'm with him. I looked at my phone when it beeped, and oh, it was my bitches. I immediately opened the conversation and did a backread. My eyebrows rose at what I read. So, the bitches are planning to dine at a samgyupsal restaurant tonight. Woah, this was so out of the plan.I replied that I'll go, and I will be bringing Jeremy with me. I know, Frostine will also bring Ayden. Nothing new about that. I was about to put my phone down when Jeremy sent me a message, making me jump from my seat. Shit. My index finger immediately tapped on the notification bar and read his message. Do you have any plans for tonight?Biting my lip, I stared at his message for a long time and remembered my plans with my friends. But, oh, yeah. I'll be bringing him with me. With a sigh, I clicked on the message box and began to type a message. Yes. Come with us. We
DATE. THE word I didn't expect to come out of Jeremy's mouth with regards to me. The word I didn't expect Jeremy would ask me about.I stared at him, mouth hanging open, trying to let his words sink into my brain. I keep staring at his face, looking for signs that he was just joking, but I didn't see any. Wait, did I hear him right? He wants to ask me out on a date?I blinked my eyes, trying to absorb the things he had asked me, or trying to wake up from this silly dream my brain had created- if this was a dream. His words still keep on repeating inside my head. I tried to convince myself that maybe, I was just dreaming. That him, standing in front of me with a smile on his face is just a mere illusion my mind creates. But then, he laughed, making me blink again. Raising his fingers, he flicked my forehead, and I jumped out in surprise. "Silly. I know that look. You're not dreaming, Jann," he said with utmost gentleness and looked straight into my eyes. He held both of my hands an
Chapter 27 "WHY ARE you always here?" I rose an eyebrow at Jeremy when I saw him enter my clinic. He flipped the door sign to the other side, and the words 'come in, we're open' was facing at me. There was a smile on his face as he handed a bill to Ashley, signaling her to go out for a while and buy the foods she wants. With a smile, Ashley accepted the bill and went out of the clinic. My eyes rolled back to my head. God, Ashley chose foods over me! But if I were in her position, I would probably choose the former, too. "Why? Is it bad to visit you and our child?" He grinned at me and put something on my table which I didn't realize he was carrying. My eyes widened at the sight of foods. Hell, yeah! Jeremy chuckled upon seeing my reaction and took the foods out from the plastic. "Foods are the only things that calm you down. Hell," he ran his fingers through his hair, "what about me?" he dramatically asked. I scoffed at him and sat properly, ignoring his question and focusing my
Chapter 26 AND JEREMY was really serious about making me his woman. I know, he feels nothing for me, but he's the one who put a label to our relationship. But it's fine, though, and I don't complain. I can benefit from this. At least, I won't have to lie anymore when someone asks about my civil status."What do you want to eat?" Jeremy asked me as his eyes were fixed on the menu. I looked away. Looking at the menu hurts my eyes. Its brightness makes me feel dizzy and nauseous. "Spicy chickenjoy, chocolate sundae, and fries. And I want to upgrade my drink. Coke float," I muttered in a soft voice. We're in Jollibee right now because I told him I wanted to eat dinner here.A small smile formed on his lips as he nodded his head. "That's all?" He threw me a sideway glance. I nodded and yawned, feeling sleepiness kicking in. Fuck. "Yeah." I couldn't help but hug Jeremy from the back and press my cheek against his back. I closed my eyes and hugged him tighter. I could feel him get froze
Chapter 25 I STARED at him, dumbfounded. He. . . he won't let me move on from him because maybe. . . maybe he will fall with me, too?I laughed bitterly and stared at him in disbelief. My chest felt like it was being torn apart and it tightened, making my tears well up in the corners of my eyes. I gasped in pain and worry flashed in Jeremy's eyes upon seeing my reaction. I tried so hard to prevent my tears from falling but they fucking did. Fuck this. "Jann, did I say something wrong?" He tried to wipe my tears but I pushed his hands away. I shook my head and wiped my tears before looking at him. I didn't bother hiding my pain and my teary eyes. Heck. I let out a deep breath, hoping that doing that would make my chest feel lighter, but it didn't. I let out a sigh again before opening my mouth to speak,"I'm," I gulped, "I'm not just another 'maybe', Jem." I looked at him. "Please, don't. . . don't say those words to me. I want something. . . certain." I sniffed and wiped my tear